Best Part

I'm getting older it's a fact
What I once chased I just react
I close my eyes and, it seems another year has passed
I've wasted time I can't get back
Looking for things I thought I lacked
No way of knowing, what I was always holding
I'm losing touch with friends I've had
I'm piling up unfinished plans
The waves keep rolling, over my castle made of sand

Washing over me, I'm beginning to see

You get high, you get low
Seasons come and seasons go
Some too fast, some too slow
Whatever you water starts to grow
Don't lose hope, soon you'll know
The best part of growing old

My good intentions, fell behind
A picture I'd romanticized
As I lurch forward, not yet the man I thought I'd be
I went out looking for a sign
One written out in neon lights
I ran from silence, the place I'd surely find it
Now I can't keep up I can't keep time
I always feel one step behind
And when I notice the light it breaks me open

When it's over me, I'm beginning to see

You get high, you get low
Seasons come and seasons go
Some too fast, some too slow
Whatever you water starts to grow
Don't lose hope soon you'll know
The best part of growing old

Oh Oh Oh Oh, Oh Oh Oh, Oh Oh Oh Oh
Oh Oh Oh Oh, Oh Oh Oh, Oh Oh Oh Oh

So many things that make me mad
Do I shake my fists or lend a hand
I may be broken, but my heart is open wide
I've yet to see a promised land
Only this moment that we have
Now moving forward, without the certainty of the past
My eyes have seen beautiful things
A healing love, the pain that stings
And it reminds me that there is meaning in everything
I feel much younger than I am
But I see the lines upon my hands
And they remind me, of where I've been and all I have